Alors, Here I am on my bed checking on blogs and there she is in the closet,
“sqwak, sqwak, sqwak!”
(Yes, she sleeps in the closet and my bed for now.)
Not really screaming but I know she would be happier if I just went in and picked her up. She would go right to sleep.
Never a big fan of the “make ’em scream” idea I have noticed that loving her into La-La Land isn’t really going to work with two children. There just isnt time. So, to my saddness the other night I made her duke it out for 50 minutes. Not bloodcurdling and not for the entire 50 minutes but she was really wanting her Momma. And I wanted her too but I know that there is work to be done and another little one who needs me. (She ended up sleeping from 7:50 until 2:30 in the morning and at the point I brought her in bed with me.)
The problem is, they say consistency is key but Aidan is down and now I really could take the time to soothe her – I just can’t decide. She keeps getting quite but then when she cries it is more and more ferocious.
See, if you did not know. I am the Nap Nazi. I BELIEVE that children need naps, lots of them and every day. YES, it cramps my style and this is about the baby age that I have to stay home most of the time to avoid car naps and keep her on schedule but Aidan proves to be and angel with his nap and QUITE THE DEVIL without it. Honestly, if he is nasty you can trace it back to his missing a nap sometime within the last 3 days. It takes him that long to catch up.
Moments later…Ok now she is quite. This is her…nope, crying again. Shoot. Anyways, this is her 4th sleeping time since the big cry the other night and the little stinker just won’t give in. Poor baby, but like I said, I just don’t have the luxury of lounging around all day…Ok quite again. Dang girl, give it up!
Moms, do you ever feel like all you do is make food and try to get people to go to sleep? Someday’s I confess that makes me want to rip my hair out (which really isn’t necessary cause it’s falling out in clumps thanks to hormones) but today I am so happy to be a Mom. Happy to have the luxury (I mean sacrifice) of staying at home with my chickens and even happier cause I think she is finally asleep!

Where’s the wine?


JUST KIDDING. You know I only drink wine with dinner!